 | Walter Scott - 1842 - 746 страници
...the bride's father, his hand on his sword, ' (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a wordj ' 0 come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar )' '* Lady Heron's Songs. Munition, Canto V.) ** [" ' I long woo'd your daughter my suit ye denied... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 страници
...: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was t(3 wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. " Oil come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar 1" " I long -wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1843 - 732 страници
...spoke the hride's father, his hand on his sword, IFor the poor craven hridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our hridal, young Lord Lochinvar ?" — " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells... | |
 | English poetry - 1844 - 108 страници
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...Lord Lochinvar ? " " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now I am come, with... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...bride's father, his hand on his sword — For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — ' 0 it o'er yonr daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide! And now am... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 страници
...his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) ATHETIC AND ENTERTAINING!. 297 " Oh come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar 1" " I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...bride's father, his hand on his sword — For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — ' 0 nd love is still an emptier sound, T i young Lord Lochinvu ! ' ' I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway,... | |
 | Quaver - 1844 - 552 страници
...on his sword, For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word — " O come ye in peace or come you in war, Or to dance at our bridal ? young Lord Lochinvar !" " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And... | |
 | John Frost - 1845 - 458 страници
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar ?" " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 страници
...spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to...at our bridal, young lord Lochinvar?" — " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide —... | |
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Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word.) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar? 
